658 Deliberation (2/2)

Zhou Sisi shot Patroclus a searing glance and felt a strange mixture of anger and gratefulness. Although Patroclus had destroyed the world she loved, he had saved her life and treated her with respect and dignity.

”You have seen what Wang Tong's is capable of. Under his leadership, Mars is now finally liberated. Aren't you afraid that you will meet the same fate as Moye? And what are you after exactly?” Zhou Sisi asked hotly. She had tried to pry into the real motives of Patroclus over the years, but failed.

”If I have to meet Wang Tong in a one on one combat, who do you wish to be the winner?” Patroclus asked.

”I wish that day will never come.”

”Haha. Too bad, our fight is inevitable. If Wang Tong wins the battle, you will be free.” Patroclus was pleased by the fact that Zhou Sisi didn't curse him to death.

”Humanity's worst enemy, the dark ones are defeated, and Zergs are no longer a threat. Why don't you try co-existing with the humans instead of bringing them down completely? ” Zhou Sisi asked.

”Hehe. It's already too late. Humans will not forgive the immortals for what they have done.”

”At least you can try.”

”I know human nature better than anyone. They could accept Kaedeians, but the immortals stood no chance of getting along with them.” Patroclus said faintly. He was no longer one hundred percent confident about his victory over Wang Tong. However, he wagered that the odds were still on his side. As long as he could survive the final battle against Wang Tong, the immortals would be able to swallow the human world slowly but surely. But, what then? What would happen to the world after the Immortals took over? No one except for Patroclus knew the answer.

”Judging by how you have treated the humans on the Moon, I can tell that you don't want to wipe us out. Sometimes, I even wonder if you had done everything in order to dismantle the threat of Zergs from the inside. If that is the case, congratulations…mission accomplished!” Zhou Sisi said, her eyes gleaming with hope.

”Hehe...You are always so optimistic, aren't you?” Patroclus laughed.

Zhou Sisi paused for a second and the lights in her eyes went out. ”Yes. I am an optimist.”

”I thought that out of all the people I know, only you would understand me.”

”I am sorry to disappoint you. You have created the so-called Immortal race in order to refine the human race, but you have missed the point the entire time! Death is what defines us, our humanity, and our strength. The immortals are not humans…they are freaks!”

”I understand why you find it hard to accept their existence. They have only existed for a half a decade, and it would take a long time for them to be accepted into the human race. But, look around you. Doesn't the peace and prosperity on the moon say something to you?” Patroclus smiled and then took a sip of tea.

”Are you kidding me? You call it peace and prosperity while you turned millions of people into slaves? The progress of science has completely halted as everyone has turned their attention to the perverse power of immortality. Do you think that is an improvement? No! It is degradation! Sooner or later, you and your immortal power will turn everyone into lifeless zombies!”

”Go on, ”Patroclus announced without rancor.

”The immortals are neither humans nor Zergs. This state will implode from the inside sooner or later. It was a joke from the start.”

”Sadly, my dear, this joke is going to stick with us for a long time to come.”